MY APPOINTMENTS WITH GOD!!!

Here it goes:-

ME: Oh mighty God!!! Please give me a seat in the IITs.

WHAT GOD HEARD: “Blah blah blah….”

GOD: You bloody moron!!! Finally you came to me…now take NITC and get lost…

(pure revenge for not offering regular prayers)

ME: Ok... :-( …give me Mech.

WHAT GOD HEARD: “Give me something that I’ll absolutely loath.”

GOD: Take Chem n get lost.

For 2yrs I forgot God and worked my ass off.

And then someday…

ME: Wassup god!!!

WHAT GOD HEARD: “Namastey sir ji…sab badhiya…”

GOD: Hey, you have changed a lot…:-)…tell me what do you want now…

ME: INTERNSHIP!!!

WHAT GOD HEARD: “It high time you give me something good.”

GOD: Take IIMs.

ME: :-)...you must be kidding...

WHAT GOD HEARD: “Thanks a lot…”

GOD: Now get lost and go get a life kid…

Ah, I’m in final year now. Time for an appointment with GOD.

ME: Namastey God ji.

WHAT GOD HEARD: “Namastey God ji.”

GOD: Now what?

ME: Placements.

WHAT GOD HEARD: “Gimme some sun shine, gimme some rain!!!”

GOD: Son!!! You will get what you deserve. You have to wait for all the good things in life.

ME: Blah blah blah…

Yipee!!! Got ZS Associates!!!

ME: Thanks a lot God.

WHAT GOD HEARD: “I’ve realized that you have to wait for all the good things in life.”

GOD: :-)… Enjoy and don’t stop here, keep working hard…:-)

Psycho Holi @ NITC

It’s a mad, mad world. There’s obviously no denying that. But, the other 364/365 days pale into insignificance when compared to Holi, the very colourful Hindu festival.

The festival has its origins in Hindu mythology. Lord Krishna, a Hindu god, was rather dark, whereas his consort, Radha was very fair. Hence, the god suffered from an inferiority complex, and complained to his mother. The doting mother promptly applied some colour to Radha's face, to mask her fairness. Well, there is a whole plethora of other reasons, behind the celebration of Holi.If you are really intrested, you better go to google uncle.(I guess no one is goin to do that :P)

In earlier times, it used to be a festival that involved the use of colours made from crushed flowers, tree barks, and other such stuff. However, it is a festival that has kept up with modern times. Human ingenuity has lent it an all-new flavour. Now, eggs, coal tar, mud, chemical colours, beer, soft drinks, ink, and what not is applied to others, in the name of ‘celebration’. People also take beverages containing 'Bhaang',made from the leaves of the cannabis plant.

Now at NITC, where I'm currently persuing my B.Tech, apart from the usual rigmorale of mud bath, dunking people in colour or at least in water, there is ahem.....another culture of ripping clothes of all the guys (dont know abt the gals though :D). Quite insane, if you ask me! (Actually, I think it’s quite insane, even if you don’t ask me.)



One of the most decent pics of the lot is posted here. Due to ahem… various considerations that one has to consider, the rest have been kept away from your eyes. However, imaginations often run wild, and you’re free to let yours loose as well.

I rather think that we look like a bunch of folks from the movie 300, minus the six-pack abs, or rather, plus some six-pack ‘flabs’.What say?

Well, I wish I had some pics of the girls also. :p